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Pleasing your dad
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| Monday, 05 April 2010 - Written by Jackmaster66
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| Since I'm in my mid forties and since I only started running a few years ago, my father has never seen me run. I visited his town and took him to a local track. I ran a mile, 7:05. We walked a little. I asked him for some childhood stories in between my set of 4 1/4 mile crazy tempo runs. The man who never speaks did what he can. I dropped time in each run. He wouldn't say it, but he seemed genuinely impressed. Then I finished with one more mile. I laid out what I had and I puffed across our start/finish line. My dad didn't speak. He just walked across up to me and handed me the stopwatch, 6:56. We walked back to the car in silence.
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